"We have worked together for many years and know each other well..."

They were all talking nonsense, and Coach Ma became irritated and shouted: "That's enough! Monsters are the best at deceiving people. I'll kill anyone who talks nonsense again!"

Then he drew his sword and pointed it at the emaciated warrior, with sharp eyes: "You! You were the one who started teasing me, and from the beginning to the end, you were the one who encouraged me to tell me the method!"

For a moment, everyone looked at the emaciated warrior. Thinking back, it was indeed true!

The thin warrior's eyes widened, he took a step forward and explained anxiously: "No, I just..."

"Don't let him get close to me! Kneel down!" The sword in Coach Ma's hand was full of murderous intent.

The emaciated warrior quickly knelt down with a puff: "Sir! It's really not me!"

Seeing that he really knelt down and did not resist, Coach Ma's face softened slightly: "It seems that it's not you. Otherwise, you would either take action or run away at this time. How could you kneel down?"

"Oh, that's right! It's really not me!" The emaciated warrior breathed a sigh of relief.

Coach Ma held his sword in front and said coldly to the others: "What about you? Kneel down, too!"

Everyone knelt on the ground, and then they saw a young man walking out of the barn, holding two bundles of grass in his hand.

They all recognized him as the blacksmith boy they saw not long ago.

This person is a pariah. They would have been unhappy if he had been there before. How could they kneel down to him?

But now the situation is special. Seeing that the young man did not get out of the way quickly, but looked at them with curiosity, and accepted it calmly, all the warriors could only swallow this breath. The top priority was to clarify themselves and find the monster.

As for this untouchable, just kneel down for him and get over the matter before you first.

But at this moment, Coach Ma's voice suddenly became calmer: "You are all so obedient. It seems that you are not monsters...I am."

"You...you!" All the warriors were horrified.

"Let me continue. There is a little-known method of cutting down the mortal fire..."

"That year, the young master of the Qu family in Beihai County was deceived by a monster into thinking that a woodcutter on the mountain was a sage, and he knelt down to him. As a result, his body was weakened by red dust and fire, and he became the monster's meal."

"It turns out that the woodcutter was just a pariah, and he was homeless and terminally ill. He had nothing and cursed the sky, causing all the red dust fire in his body to disappear."

"And if you take the initiative to kneel down to the untouchables who have no earthly fire at all, your own anger will plummet."

Coach Ma's voice was erratic, and a terrifying and cold aura enveloped them like maggots on the tarsal bones and seeped into the bodies of the warriors.

After hearing those words, the warriors hurriedly tried to stand up, but it was already too late. They felt so weak under the cold air that they couldn't stand up at all!

"Help...help!"

"There's a monster!"

"Don't kill...don't kill me..."

"Gululu..."

They howled in despair, but tentacles like water spread from behind, sweeping across their bodies.

Soon everyone was wrapped in the water, floating in the air, struggling desperately.

Coach Ma's voice became more and more like a woman's, and he said with some emotion in his recalling tone: "Actually, the young master of the Shen family in Leling back then was not a philanderer, but he really loved me."

"I made him swear ten oaths, but in the end he only reduced 90% of the red dust fire... Only when I ate him did I realize that he was sincere when he swore he would marry me."

"Oh, so in order to commemorate him, from then on I will be called Shen Leling... cluck hee hee hee..."

The nine warriors trapped in the water were terrified and in extreme pain, feeling that their energy and spirit were being drained away.

The emaciated warrior reached out from the water to the untouchable boy and shouted: "Quick... call... someone!"

However, even his voice could not break through this layer of water.

"Kekeke... aren't we just the patrol team? Who else do you want to call?"

"I just took you around twice. The spiritual consciousness covers a hundred feet in radius. There is no one else nearby except this young man."

"What a good luck. As soon as I sneaked in, I met a mortal who has no mortal fire."

Shen Leling still occupied Coach Ma's body at this time, and countless streams of water spread out from behind Coach Ma's one-eyed blindfold.

When using this magic, Coach Ma's skin was as pale as a dead person, his pupils were dilated and lifeless, and his body was stiff and dry. It could be seen that he had been dead for a long time.

Gurgling, countless bubbles emerged from the water film, and the nine warriors stopped moving, as if they had been squeezed dry.

With a snap, the body was thrown to the ground and shattered into pieces, as crisp as dead leaves in autumn.

"Hey! Young man, you are miserable. You don't have any red dust fire at all." Shen Leling was very happy. She was able to eliminate nine warriors so smoothly because the young man in front of her had no red dust fire at all.

This is actually quite rare.

Being homeless, miserable, and living in poverty will only weaken a person's worldly life, rather than erase it.

As long as one's background is decent, no matter how downcast one is, there will still be some security. Many refugees, disaster victims, and untouchables actually still have a little bit of security. If they have been soldiers or officials before, their security will be even greater.

There are very few mortals in the world who have no mortal fire at all. God knows what they are like when they come from a humble background... Or do they often curse and scold God for fun? She has only met one such 'forsaken person' in her life, and he died of illness very quickly. , I didn’t expect to meet another one now, who is actually strong and full of energy.

"Giggle, poor boy, there is no cost to me eating you." Shen Leling's voice rang out from the gurgling water.

A stream of water flowed like a thread, wrapping around the boy, strangling his throat, then surrounding it upwards, and finally formed a woman's face beside the boy's left ear.

The young man asked curiously: "Are you a monster?"

"..." Shen Leling's laughter faltered, and he twisted his numerous water-current tentacles a little doubtfully: Isn't it obvious enough that I'm a monster?

"Yes! I am a monster! A shocking monster!"

The young man carefully looked at the countless water tentacles, his expression was like looking at a rare animal: "I heard that monsters are cruel and vicious, so will you whip me too?"

"Whip? Hahaha!" Shen Leling trembled with laughter: "No, I will eat you!"

The young man looked solemn: "Will he die?"

Shen Leling was speechless. Didn't he know that people would die if they were eaten?

At this time, the young man touched the water flowing around his body, and then suddenly stretched out his tongue to lick her condensed face!

After licking it, I smashed it in my mouth and found that it had no taste.

"You!" Shen Leling shouted and withdrew the water. The young man's behavior was beyond her expectation.

He was stunned and said: "Grrrr... I can eat countless people! Young man, aren't you afraid of death?"

"Afraid! Don't eat me."

Shen Leling smiled: "Okay, then you have to listen to me. From now on, I will let you...hey, why are you going!"

"It's fine if you don't want to eat me. We'll talk about it tomorrow. I don't have time tonight and I have to go blacksmithing!" The young man ran away when he heard that he wasn't going to eat him.

Shen Leling was confused. What kind of fool is he? He wants to go blacksmithing after seeing a monster?

No wonder he offended the manager, it’s really not unreasonable.

"Chuck cluck hee hee hee... interesting."

She did not chase this boy, nor did she want to eat him. After all, he was a mortal without fire, and only hungry monsters would eat him. She had to make good use of him.

In an instant, countless water flows went back from the eye sockets. The body of the horse coach slowly returned to blood color, and the pupils shrank again.

He smiled faintly, fixed his blindfold, cleaned up the scene, and ran away pretending to be panicked.

"There are monsters! There are monsters!"

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Chapter completed!